Abused Alpha Quits

Two hostages, one is Song Mu and the other is Song Wanwan.

For Father Song, one is his wife and the other is his daughter. He has to choose one. He is really embarrassed.

But Xu Lingyin didn't seem to have such troubles, even though the two of them, one was her mother and the other was her sister.

She told Father Song: "If I choose, I will choose Song Wanwan. She is still young after all. When I take over the company of Xu's richest man in the future, she can also join the company to help me."

Father Song was secretly frightened by the indifference in her tone, and he couldn't help but yelled: "What about your mother? You just gave up on her like this?"

Xu Lingyin pulled her ears and took the phone away: "I know she is my mother, but can't I only save one now?"

When she said this, she downplayed it, and it sounded extremely cold-blooded.

For the first time, Father Song felt that it might be wrong to change the child back then, and he faintly regretted it.

Xu Lingyin probably also felt that he was too indifferent. After thinking about it, he added: "If the kidnappers really want to borrow money, then they will not be able to tear up the ticket. Maybe they will give us more time. Don't worry too much. ."

Father Song was right to think about it, and when he saw his daughter comforting him, he felt much better.

In a village wood house, Song Mu and Song Wanwan were **** tightly, with dirty and smelly cloth strips stuffed in their mouths. They didn't understand why they encountered this when they just went out to watch a movie at night. thing.

The stylish hairstyles that I have done are all messed up, and the big-name clothes I wear are also dirty.

In the past two days, I ate hard bread, and I was not full.

Tired and hungry, people were still worried, and she didn't dare to sleep when she was so sleepy, Mother Song suddenly wondered if Xiaoyan was kidnapped, would it be so hard to endure, she couldn't help wondering if it would be retribution.

"The agreed time has come." A young man stood up, his stern eyes fell on the two of them: "See if your relatives have raised money for you."

Song Wanwan couldn't stop shrinking and hid herself behind Song's mother. Mother didn't know who this person was, but she did. Brother Qiang had shown her a picture of this person.

She knew that this person used to be the boss of Brother Qiang, and others called him "Brother Mang". Two years ago, he tortured and killed a female student in front of all the younger brothers, and then went to jail.

I didn't expect to come out so soon.

This person has really killed someone, and his hands have been contaminated with the blood of a dead person. How can Song Wanwan not be afraid?

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that her father could ask her sister for money and save her life.

After a while, the phone rang, and Brother Mang answered the phone.

Song's mother Song Wanwan's heart was raised in her throat. They watched his expression nervously, and saw that he suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth and said incomparably mockingly:

"Only raised 50 million? Then only one person can be saved. Who do you want to save? Is it the old one or the small one?"

As he said, he was about to tear off the cloth strips from their mouths.

He stretched out his hand halfway, but stopped, then he glanced at them, and said: "Oh, save the little one."

After hearing this, Song Wanwan's eyes burst with surprises.

Mother Song seemed to have been drained of all strength, her eyes frustrated and tight.

She was actually willing to sacrifice herself for her daughter, but it was an active choice. When she was passively abandoned by her relatives, she felt extremely sad.

She actually knew this young man who answered the phone. When he was taken away by the police because of the murder, she once stood on the periphery of the crowd and looked at it from a distance. At that time, he was covered by his sullen eyes and clothes. The blood was frightened.

After returning that day, she had nightmares for several days.

Now that the husband chose to save his daughter, she knew what fate was waiting for her.

She couldn't help thinking, it really was retribution. When Xiaoyan was kidnapped, she stood on the sidelines, and now it is her turn to give up her life by her relatives.

Song Wanwan did not hide behind Song Mother. She knew that she was safe, her heart was full of joy, and she completely forgot about her mother.

After Brother Mang answered the phone, he walked outside the wood house where a middle-aged man wearing a mask stood.

"Uncle, the surname Song only raised fifty million, and asked to release that little one. How do you say now, will you really release people in three hours?"

The middle-aged man said: "Of course you can't let it go. If you want to let it go, you will also let the old one go. Only the younger one will continue to raise money. Now our family is facing bankruptcy, which is equivalent to standing on the edge of a cliff. We must raise 100 million yuan within a week to save the company. Until the company has overcome the difficulties, we must not make any mistakes."

Brother Mang heard this and nodded: "Two days have passed now, and there are five days left."

The middle-aged man turned around and looked back at the chaifang, and tweeted: "I didn't expect that the surname Song is so rich."

Brother Mang agreed: "Yes, I didn't expect that, I thought his family would only have ten or twenty million at most, but I was thinking about tying a few more wealthy people to get 100 million."

They originally asked Song's father for 100 million within two days because of a kind of temptation and did not have much hope, but listening to Song's tone, they knew that he could get the money.

"Uncle, when the company is over, do you really plan to pay back the money? I don't think it is clear whether the money comes from the surname Song, so I must not dare to call the police, and we don't need to pay it back."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at his nephew and said, "The two of you can see your face. Since the surname Song didn't dare to call the police, we paid back the money, and this kidnapping can be regarded as never happening from beginning to end. Yes, it’s just borrowing money."

When Brother Mang saw his uncle for his own sake, he strengthened certain thoughts in his heart: "Uncle, I don't think I can just let go of people so easily. What if the person surnamed Song calls the police or does not plan to raise money? They have to give some medicine to their family and let them go."

The middle-aged man thought for a while and agreed.

Brother Mang came up with a chronic poison pill. After this poison enters the human body, it will cause the internal organs to fail rapidly. At the latest three months, it must be dead. Even if he is treated and saved, the organs that have been exhausted, It is impossible to recover. In other words, this poison will definitely greatly reduce the life span of a person.

In addition to the chronic poison, he also prepared another medicine that could make the glands decay and pheromone collapse. Most people have no access to these poisons. When he was in jail, he met a drug dealer, and only knew some hidden channels of purchase after he knew him well.

He spent hundreds of thousands to get two kinds of poisons, three each for a total of six.

The two poisons are almost identical in appearance, which he specifically requested.

He forced the pill into Song Mu and Song Wanwan's mouth, and said to them: "If you don't take the antidote within three days, your glands will be completely necrotic and pus and blood will ooze."

When Mother Song was let go, Brother Mang reminded her viciously: "Tell your husband, we will give him three more days. If you don't raise 50 million, you will be at your own risk."

He put the poison in her palm: "Feed to your husband, from beginning to end, you and your daughter shouldn't be the only ones who are suffering. You are a family."

He said this in a very dark tone.

Mother Song shrank, squeezed the two pills, and left unconsciously.

The middle-aged man looked at his nephew: "I'm afraid she won't be able to feed it."

"No, she will feed it."